Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Permission to Take Blood

A sprightly 72 year old came into the office for a prescription refill and blood pressure check. His tie was tightly knotted, thick hair combed into place, and shoes well polished.

We asked him once more if we could take blood to screen him for the routine things; high cholesterol, diabetes, prostate antigen. Once more he said, no doctor, I don't want to know if something is a brewin'. Not interested.

Joe pressed him a little, sure come on now, are you sure you wont let us?

To which his eyes shone a little brighter and he answered, listen Joe...if I walk out into the street and collapse in front of the surgery, tell ya what, I give you permission to take as much blood as you want.

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